September 2017 – Ozzy Here Who's There?

Yes.

As many of you know, I love and live to travel.

Every year, I try going to a different country, somewhere I’ve never been before and this year wasn’t an exception. After much deliberation and careful assessment, South America was appointed as my next destination (a 35 min phone call with an old friend saying I could stay with him) more specifically Chile. Oh boy, I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

It turns out September 18th is Chile’s independence celebration, just like the 4th of July, we would rent a beach house, pack up the meat for the grill, buy lots of beverages and gather the troops, a 4 day weekend was in the near future and the time couldn’t come fast enough.

I flew into Santiago Chile the night of September 14th and instantly was greeted with a Parrillada (barbeque) at my friends house. We ate, drank, got ready, went out, came back home and slept.

Early the next morning we left the city, on route to what was supposed to be a 2 to 3 hour drive out to the coast, south of the capitol. Pichilemu, this was our destination.. It wasn’t only us leaving though, when all was said and done, it took us around 6 or 7 hours to get there, the traffic was horrific, but it was all worth it.

Once on this beautiful beach town, we met up with our friends, fired up the grill and began our celebrations.

If you don’t have a high tolerance for alcohol, I do not recommend you group up with 7 crazy Chileans for “el 18”, they don’t take these dates lightly, these are some serious party animals.

It wasn’t all party though.. Chile’s coast is magnificent and a surfer’s paradise. My friends took me around and showed me some of the coast’s best places, one of them was Punta Lobo.

Hoodie: New Look Men

Jacket : G by Guess

Jeans : Express

They told me they were taking me to the beach, but they never said it would be way too cold to go in… what a shame.

The one great thing about South America is that, somewhat like Europe, EVERYTHING is super close by.. Once down there, any other country is just a matter of an hour to two hour flights away, you spend more time in the airport than you do actually flying.

With this in mind, I packed my bags and headed to Argentina.

Hoodie : Express

Argentina.. what a place, how much culture, how much food, how much everything! (Don’t tell the Chileans, but this may be one of my favorite all-time places)

I arrived the 20th of September, hungover as hell, after a less than a 2 hour flight, I was 45 minutes from the city, at a small airport on the outskirts of Buenos Aires. I am lucky enough to have my cousin living there while studying medicine! (Who doesn’t love traveling like this) She offered I could stay with her and I took her offer before she could take it back.. oh man, this is where the blast started.

Here are some pictures and videos of the few places I visited:

Palermo is a very hip, young and cool neighborhood in Buenos Aires.. live streets filled with young vibrant people, lots of bars and restaurants.. this is where the night starts and usually, where it ends too.

Hat & Sweatpants: Adidas

Hoodie & Jacket : New Look Men

Sneaker: Yeezys by Adidas

This video and photo were taking in Caminito de La Boca, Buenos Aires. A super fun, live, cultural neighborhood right outside the home to one of Argentina’s biggest soccer clubs, Boca Juniors.

Shirt : G by Guess

Caminito and La Bombonera, are MUST DO’s! The atmosphere is incredible and if you’re lucky enough, maybe just for a minute, you’ll feel local too.

Another place you have to visit is Puerto Madero, the sunsets there with a cup of coffee are to die for.

“Hey Ozzy, where should we eat?”

Well.. haha, let me just say I know just the place.

EL OBRERO. One of those “hole in the wall” type of places that from the outside may not seem out of the ordinary, but once you’re inside, you feel like you’re in a place where Maradona would come and have a steak after his games with Boca.

Let me just warn you guys, there will pretty much always be a wait, its one of the most popular places to eat in Buenos Aires and “foodies” travel from all over the world just to have the right to say they ate here, not exaggerating (and please don’t tell my Chilean friends) this may have been the best piece of meat I’ve ever tasted.

This lunch for two which included a shareable piece of steak, housemade ravioli, wine and some bottles of water was around 800 pesos.. around $50 usd. That’s a deal..

Culture was great, food was great… you know the party was also going to be great.. These boludos know how to f-cking party too.

I was able to find a promoter and struck a deal with him.. listen do this, $160 for a vip table for me, my cousin and all of our friends, 10 beers, 2 bottles of champagne and 1 of vodka.. let’s just leave it at that.. you have to party in Buenos Aires. We had so much alcohol, everyone started calling me St. Ozzy of ROSEBAR, because I was handing out shots and drinks like it was a charity case.. we had a freaking blast.

Chile and Argentina.. Not a lot of people would put those two countries together, but hey it wasn’t such a bad outcome for me. All and all, I spent around $1000 (remember that other than the beach house, I didn’t have to pay for hotels) and this was partying, eating day in and day out and buying some souvenirs.

I came back to the US with a lot of new friends, closer to my best friend, closer to my cousin… with a lot of great memories and funny stories.. not only that, but also some money left.. this trip, in my books, was a success.

Here are some of the people that made this trip unforgettable.

Esteban “El Papa” Zaror, his humor, grill skills and dad poses every time a camera points at him got him nicknamed “el papa”.

“Russell”.. this fucking kid weighs like 100 pounds and literally outdrank everyone by a landslide.

“Patrick” the kid I thought hated me for the first 2 nights. Actually one of the funniest human beings I’ve ever met.

“Nico Silva” the kid with the fastest Volkswagen Golf in Chile.. great with cars, great with girls… so he says.. all I can say is that he’s the friend that you want to have when shit hits the fan, he’s got you.